Ocotillo Wells Riot

I rode out solo on Saturday to check out the new location for SCR3. The sky was clear and the air was crisp, making it perfect for throttle twisties. After shootin' the shit for few hours, I had to return home for some family business but made it back to camp by 9pm in my auto. The entire night is a blur and I woke up this morning with a huge bump on my left shin. On my way home, my car decided to take a shit and after waiting two hours for the tow truck, I was on my way to good ol' Temecula. Big thanks to Biltwell and the sponsors for putting on another great event and the CC whiners for not showing up!

Sorry, this is the only picture I took, but she sure is pretty!

Hamburger Run

Friday, didn't have shit to do, so I took the Ortega Hwy from Lake Smellsinore to SJC, then took the PCH to San Clemente, stopping at The Riders Club Cafe (Surfer, not Biker) for the best burger. After riding around for a bit, I stopped by the gas station to fill up and found out that the brand new and fully charged battery was completely drained. Fuck, the charging system is probably shot. After hooking up to the charger for few minutes, the bike was good to go, so I rode over the Ortega back to hot Lake Assinore. Good way to start the weekend.